Putas Del Rap - Toteking

Esa!

solo respeto algunos mcs

En el pais de catetos que vivo

Please dont even fuck with this

Solo porque el dinero no me controle no te gusto

Pero si fuera por flow me haríais un busto

Putas del rap a mi?

Yo creo que si

Mira, tu rap es pop aqui

Sobre el beat soy el supremo Mc

Putas del rap a mi?

Yo creo que no

Antes que tu mensaje de mierda

Prefiero tener flow

Todo el mundo entiende y comprende lo que es mensaje

Pero no entiendo esa obsesion por olvidarse el lenguaje

Sera ficcion o realidad?

y qué más da?

Si fumo porros de gorra y tus gónadas no te dan na de accion despídelas!

No me gustaban las chicas de chico

Ahora de grande me gustan las mas chicas

No se si me explico tia!

Imagina un dia en ticoticos de sandia

Como olor mundial sobre la instrumental nadie me espia

Porque puedo hacer el rap con newmans

Primando en pares

Sin pisar tus bares ni bailar con micros de bazares

Lugares que pienso y pierdo el sentido, pan comido

Hoy la mision es vivir tarde lo que no has vivido decidido!

Odio al pop porque existe y existen putas del rap

Me ponen triste pensar que de improvisar desisten

Hoy solo queda que pasen los malos tragos

Y que mis mierdas cierren los cuadernos como colegios de pago

Ya ves que mal no es underground ni comercial

Pero si vienen con la ropa play yo vendre con un chandal chaval

Que tal rey no bailas mal tú esnifas cal o una mas

Como una como cayo crees que hacen tonto gratis puta!

pronto estare en el latex

hago latir el lapiz

Soy ex Alta el fakir mancho de lefa la static classic

Sorprendeme artista quieres seguir con 30 en casa?

Con trufas de pegar vendeme lo de improvisar, controlar pasta

Veo tu futuro eres un quejas sin remedio

Un genio que nadie entendió

La basca al medio y tu sin un duro en serio basta si?

Si toco un micro y rappers mueren

Es que el afan de sus vidas es querer parecerse al semen vienen a hablar

conmigo no es hablar con cualquier cani miedo tienen por verme grande

Como Siemens o como Danny Manning

Putas del rap a mi?

Yo creo que si

Mira, tu rap es pop aqui

Sobre el beat soy el supremo Mc

That!

i just respect some mcs

In the country of legs that I live

Please don't even fuck with this

Just because money don't control me you don't like me

But if it were for flow you would make me a bust

Rap whores to me?

I think so

Look, your rap is pop here

On the beat I am the supreme Mc

Rap whores to me?

I do not think so

Before your fucking message

I prefer to have flow

Everyone understands and understands what is message

But I don't understand that obsession with forgetting the language

Will it be fiction or reality?

And what else gives?

If I smoke cap joints and your gonads don't give you any action, fire them!

I didn't like girls as a boy

Now when I'm older I like the girls

I don't know if I explain myself aunt!

Imagine a day in watermelon ticoticos

As a world smell on the instrumental nobody spies on me

Cause I can do the rap with newmans

priming in pairs

Without stepping on your bars or dancing with bazaar buses

Places I think about and lose my senses, a piece of cake

Today the mission is to live late what you have not lived decided!

I hate pop because it exists and there are rap whores

It makes me sad to think that they give up improvising

Today it only remains for the bad drinks to pass

And that my shits close the notebooks like paying schools

You see how bad it is not underground or commercial

But if they come with the play clothes I will come with a tracksuit boy

How about a king, you don't dance badly, you snort lime or one more

Like one like fell you think they make fool for free whore!

soon I will be in latex

I make the pencil beat

I am ex Alta el fakir mancho de lefa la static classic

Surprise me artist do you want to continue with 30 at home?

With truffles to paste, sell me what to improvise, control pasta

I see your future you are a hopeless complainer

A genius that no one understood

The basca in the middle and you without a penny is enough, yes?

If I play a mic and rappers die

It is that the desire of their lives is to want to look like semen, they come to talk

With me it is not talking to any cani afraid they have to see me big

Like Siemens or like Danny Manning

Rap whores to me?

I think so

Look, your rap is pop here

On the beat I am the supreme Mc